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Qi Santai wore a polite smile, but was actually a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands together and quickly stepped in to smooth things over:

"Chairman Wang has a long-term vision. Rest assured, we will take your policy support issues to heart. I will immediately organize a meeting to study them and do my best to secure the best policies for our company. We will make sure you don't suffer any losses."

Wang Dana glanced at his gold watch, not wanting to waste any more time on empty pleasantries, and casually waved his hand.

"Okay, let's stop here for now."

"We've finalized the general cooperation agreement today, and the framework is fine. As for the remaining minor clauses and policy details, your town can study and finalize them gradually. Mayor Qi, please give a brief summary, and then we can adjourn the meeting."

"Okay, okay, I'll do as Chairman Wang says!"

Qi Santai quickly responded, then politely praised the strength of the Wang Group before formally adjourning the meeting.

The officials present stood up one by one, took turns shaking hands with Wang Dana and his son to say goodbye, and spoke very politely, showing great courtesy before leaving the meeting room in an orderly manner.

In no time, everyone in the room had left, and the meeting room became quiet.

The meeting room door was gently pushed open, and Wang Changgui walked in hurriedly, clutching a family planning work report book. He had come specifically to get Qi Santai's signature to complete the procedures.

As soon as he entered, he immediately spotted the big boss sitting in the main seat, wearing a thick gold chain and with his hair slicked back, looking exceptionally impressive.

Wang Changgui stared at the person for several moments, and the more he looked, the more familiar they seemed. However, the person had changed so much that he couldn't be sure and didn't dare to recognize them. He hesitated for two seconds at the door.

Just then, Wang Dana looked up and glanced over, his gaze instantly locking onto him. His eyes lit up instantly, and he shouted in a loud voice:

"Hey? Changgui! Isn't this Wang Changgui?!"

That shout was warm and crisp, full of the warmth of an old acquaintance.

Wang Changgui was taken aback, then quickly stepped forward, squinting as he examined the area closely. The next second, he slapped his thigh, both surprised and delighted:

"Oh my god! Dana! Wang Dana! It really is you!"

"I recognized you the moment I walked in, and I kept thinking to myself, but I couldn't believe it! You've changed so much!"

Qi Santai, who was tidying up the materials on the table, immediately perked up upon seeing this, his face beaming with smiles, and quickly came over to say:

"You two are old acquaintances? What a coincidence! What an incredible fate!"

"It's more than just knowing each other!"

Wang Dana laughed heartily, called him over, and patted Wang Changgui's arm heavily, showing unusual warmth:

"This is my old friend! Changgui, come sit down, don't stand, let's have a good chat, it's been so many years!"

Qi Santai was very perceptive; he quickly stepped aside to make room for her and said with a smile:

"Changgui, please have a seat. It's rare for Chairman Wang to come to Songshan. You brothers should catch up."

He secretly rejoiced. Great! He had been worried that the investment policies might not be agreed upon and the project might be subject to change. But now, with Wang Changgui's old connections, the cement plant project was secure!

Wang Changgui sat down, rubbing his hands together with a look of deep emotion, and couldn't help but speak as he looked at Wang Dana:

"Big shot, how many years has it been since we last met? You've changed so much, I almost didn't recognize you."

Wang Dana sighed and waved his hand:

"That's right, it's been seven or eight years. The last time we met was at Zhenguo and his wife's funeral. Sigh, my brother left us too soon. I feel uneasy whenever I think about it."

Wang Musheng, who was sitting next to him, hadn't heard clearly and hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise. But now, hearing the name "Zhenguo" and glancing at Wang Changgui, he immediately perked up, leaned forward, and blurted out:

"Oh? Dad, isn't this my Uncle Lin? Uncle Lin Zhenguo, you don't know, my dad has been missing you so much at night, he's been crying and calling out to you so many times. I'm so glad to finally see you, Uncle Lin! It's such a pleasure to meet you!"

He then extended his hand to shake hands with Wang Changgui.

Wang Dana raised his hand and smacked him on the back of the head, cursing:

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid! Tiger? What Uncle Lin? This is your Uncle Wang, Wang Changgui. Your Uncle Lin has been gone for years, and you're still trying to claim him as someone else!"

Wang Musheng scratched the back of his head, looking completely bewildered.

"Huh? Uncle Wang? When I heard you say Zhenguo, I thought you were my Uncle Lin... Um, Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

Wang Changgui smiled and waved his hand:

"It's alright, it's alright. Speaking of Zhenguo, it's a real pity. Back then, the three of us worked together on the reservoir in Zhoucun. You two were as close as brothers. I never expected him to leave us so early. It's such a shame."

As soon as he said that, Wang Dana fell silent, and Chang Gui also realized that he had misspoke.

Wang Dana held the cigarette he had just lit in his hand, let out a long sigh, and the smile in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of regret.

"Sigh, as soon as the funeral was over, I started thinking that I had to take that kid Zhenguo with me."

His voice had deepened considerably, filled with the concern and regret of an elder:

"When that child was little, he kept calling me 'Grandpa.' His father and I were sworn brothers, no different from blood brothers. Now that his parents are gone, I absolutely cannot just stand by and do nothing about my child."

"But that kid is stubborn, proud, and has a lot of backbone. No matter what I said, I wanted to take him away and arrange a way out for him, but he absolutely refused. He insisted on going back to Shenzhen to make his own way. No one could persuade him, and he wouldn't even take the money I offered. Can you believe how stubborn this kid is?"

"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I can't get in touch with them no matter what I do."

Wang Dana lightly flicked off his cigarette ash, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"In the past few years, I asked many acquaintances, but I didn't get any information. I've always been worried about this child, wondering how much hardship he has suffered over the years and whether he is doing well."

Wang Changgui listened for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh, his voice instantly rising, and said excitedly:

"Oh my! I was just listening in, Da Na, what a coincidence! That kid's back! Now he's settling down peacefully in our village!"

"Clang!"

Wang Dana suddenly perked up and leaned forward halfway, so forcefully that the chair wobbled.

His eyes widened in surprise, and the flesh on his face trembled slightly with excitement.

"What?! They're back?!"

"When did you get back?"

"At the end of July, right? Yes, I came back at the end of July. I've been in the village for quite a while now!"

"This kid has really made something of himself. He's made a fortune in Shenzhen these past few years, and the first thing he did when he came back to the village was to completely renovate his old house. The house is now the best-decorated one in the village."

"Moreover, this child is exceptionally sensible and filial. Upon returning to the village, he declared that he would observe five years of mourning, staying in his hometown with steadfast devotion and never forgetting the roots left by his parents. Now, he is extremely popular in our Xiangyashan Village, handling matters with generosity and integrity. None of the young people in the village dare to disobey him."

After hearing these words, Wang Dana slowly leaned back in his chair, his tense emotions calming down slightly, but he still couldn't hide his emotion.

He nodded emphatically several times, muttering to himself repeatedly.

"So filial, so very filial, such a good child... I'm glad I thought of you, you're such a good child."

He reached for his lighter to light another cigarette, but his fingertips trembled slightly. He tried twice before finally managing to light the cigarette in his mouth.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled a cloud of white smoke, and only then did the turmoil in his heart subside slightly.

He then remembered Wang Changgui standing next to him and immediately raised his hand to nudge Wang Musheng's arm:

"What are you sitting there for? Don't you have any manners? Hurry up and light a cigarette for your Uncle Wang!"

Wang Musheng pouted, looking displeased. He slowly picked up the lighter from the table, leaned close to Wang Changgui, and said in a loud, disapproving tone:

"Uncle Wang, here, let me light it for you."

"Okay, okay."

After lighting a cigarette for Wang Changgui, the atmosphere in the room relaxed a bit.

Wang Dana took a couple of puffs of his cigarette, his mind gradually calming down. He turned and glanced at Wang Musheng, casually asking:

"Son, how old are you this year?"

Wang Musheng rolled his eyes, casually tossed the lighter onto the conference table, and looked utterly helpless.

"I'm thirty-five! You've forgotten how old I am? Are you out of your mind?"

Wang Dana ignored him and continued calculating on his fingers:

"You're thirty-five, so Zhenguo's kid, Lin Chen, is twenty-five this year."

"That little brat, he's been back in the village for so long, and he hasn't even bothered to look for me. I specifically left him my address before I left, but he completely ignored it and didn't even remember it!"

Although his tone was clearly reproachful, a smile secretly crept onto his lips, and his eyes were filled with the unconcealed concern and affection of an elder.

Wang Changgui tried to smooth things over:

"Don't blame the child, it's not Lin Chen's fault."

"Over the years, you two have been traveling around doing business, changing addresses and phone numbers time and time again. How could your son find you? Not to mention him, I only found out today that you've built such a big business and become a big boss."

Wang Dana nodded emphatically in agreement.

"You're right. In those years, I was running around doing projects and business all over the country. I didn't have a fixed place to stay, so I completely lost contact with them."

As the two were chatting, the conference room door was gently pushed open, and Qi Santai walked in with a beaming smile, his tone exceptionally warm:

"Chairman Wang, the food is all prepared. Let's eat and chat at our leisure, and you can also try the flavors of Songshan."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Wang Dana stood up abruptly, the thick gold chain around his neck swaying.

"What's the point of eating? I have important things to do right now, I'm not in the mood for food!"

He turned to look at Wang Changgui:

"Changgui, are you going back to the village now? I have to go see Zhenguo. If you don't have time, I'll take Musheng and sneak over there myself. It's not a big deal."

Qi Santai froze on the spot and quickly stepped forward to stop him:

"No, Mr. Wang, the food has just been served and is still hot. Why not have a couple of drinks and a bite to eat before you go? It won't make a difference if you just have one more meal!"

Wang Changgui also joined in the persuasion:

"Yeah, Da Na, it's lunchtime already. Let's eat first. Lin Chen is just staying in the village; he can't run away. We can go after we eat!"

But Wang Dana wouldn't listen at all. He waved his hand, walked straight out the door without stopping, showing no respect whatsoever.

"You can eat whenever you want; it's never too late."

(Appeal approved!)